The TV is on, but the sound is turned down. That's the only way I can handle it without being triggered. On bad days, there's no noise. I don't want to be bombarded with pain. I just want to feel safe in my own home.
Protect yourself.
All trauma survivors have one thing in common. They ask, what about me? How come nobody wants to listen to my pain? Why other won't listen, I don't know. But here, you can be heard.
TV? No way. Radio commercials, hell no. Too much input. Before it happened I drove the speed limit, now I drive fast and weave in and out of traffic to get home as fast as I can... to be safe. The way an animal feels protected in a den. Make sense?
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